Makima Pose Novels & Stories

A line of fire blazed behind that simple caress. Then he flattened his palm between her shoulder blades. “Lean down until you’re lying with your breasts over your knees. Arms above your head, palms flat on the bed.” Morgan processed his request, racing to picture it. Child’s pose, if she’d been doing yoga. It was one she assumed nearly every time she attended a class. But doing it now meant leaving her ass and the line of her spine completely vulnerable to Jack. His fingers between her shoulder blades began asserting pressure, gently but inexorably pushing her forward.

She's half bent and he puts his arms down so he can pick her up. He freezes and grunts. I can't see what's happened, so I walk around until I'm on the other side. Celina has him by the balls, literally. She looks so pleased. "Mak taught me this move yesterday." "Mak should know better," Rack groans. "Well, they are nice balls, but Alex's are better." "Nice to know. Would you mind giving them back to me?"